A God's Love

Chapter 5

I walked into my first period twenty minutes late. Thanks to my Dad who decided to borrow my car without telling me. Which obviously wasn't a big deal. The problem I had with it was that he lost my keys, then left for work. Leaving me to find them on my own, so not only was I late but I was in a horrible mood. I had stayed up until early morning just processing what Gwen told me, so I also was running on about an hour of sleep.

By the time I walked into my history class everybody had learned the hard way to keep a distance today. I had lost it and snapped on several students who thought it'd be fun to ram me into the wall. Let's just say they won't be bothering me again.

I made it to my seat in the second row when I felt some one watching me. I turned and ended up making eye contact with the jerk himself. I immediately glared at him and spun around to face the teacher.

It was about forty minutes into the lecture that I started fighting a war with my eyelids. Unfortunately, I lost that war and my eyes closed. I was just about to head into a much-needed deep sleep when my head slipped off my hand and my forehead met the desk with a loud WHACK! The shock caused me to shoot up and tip the desk completely over. Of course, I wasn't fast enough to stand up, so I went down with it.

The class erupted in laughter while I was on the verge of tears. I was absolutely mortified. That had to be one of my most embarrassing moments in my life.

"Hey, you might want to sit up. You're flashing the whole right side of the room your bright yellow underwear." Some nerd whispered to me.

I stand corrected. THIS is the most embarrassing moment ever. I managed to escape my desk and rushed out of the room. They didn't need to see my tears; it would only add fuel to the fire.

I was crouched on the ground crying into my hands when I felt arms go around me.

"It'll be okay. I'm so sorry that happened to you." A feminine voice said.

I looked up to see who was comforting me and got the shock of a lifetime. Anna was sitting beside me rubbing comforting circles on my back.

I sniffled and asked, "why are you here comforting me? This whole school hates me. Well except for Gwen. I'll make you look bad. You’ll lost all of your cool points or whatever if you are seen with me. "

For a minute, Anna just looked at me appalled. Then she responded. "I really don't care what this school thinks of me. You looked like you could use a friend, so here I am."

This honestly surprised me. "That really surprises me." I really hadn't meant to voice my thoughts, but I guess it just slipped.

Anna c****d an eyebrow and gave me a questioning look.

"What I mean is that from the way everybody was talking about your.... group... it just sounded like you were stuck up. Or like you didn't have any interest in speaking to anyone else. Judging by what happened yesterday I just assumed they were right." I'm not even sure she could understand half of that because I was talking so fast.

Anna winced then rubbed her arms sheepishly. "Yeah, we did kind of give off that vibe, huh?"

I just nodded my head in response.

"Sorry about my brother by the way. He was acting like a grade A jerk yesterday. I tried to make him apologize after, but he refused." She shrugged.

"Your brother?" I asked. Today was apparently a dumb day for me because nothing was adding up or making sense.

"Yup. You are correct. Sol is my twin brother. Herman and Deon might as well be." She quietly added on.

"What do you mean by that?"

Anna sighed then looked up, as if she was praying for strength. "You could say that we've grown up around each other."

I was just about to question her farther when the bell rang. She jumped up to her feet and took off down the hall before I could form a word.  

"Well... Okay then.." I mumbled to myself.

"You know, it's not healthy to talk to yourself." A deep melodic voice said from behind me.

I instantly knew who it was without turning around. Only one person has a voice like that, and it just happened to belong to a certain cocky jerk.

"Yeah, well it's not healthy to eavesdrop either." I snapped at him.

"How is that unhealthy?" Sol asked.

"Because if you keep it up then I'm going to cause you bodily harm." I threatened.

This must have somehow been funny to him because he was bent over in hysterics. I glared over at him, and in true retaliation, stuck my foot out to trip him. Before he could even touch my foot, he had my back against the locker and my body pinned by his.

"You might want to reconsider your next attempt at tripping me." He growled.

I gulped and tried to squeeze myself into a locker. He was really scaring me right now. His body was stiff with anger and his eyes were slowly losing the pupil. It honestly looked like a filled in circle of blue. There was absolutely no black to be found. He had a tight grip on my wrists, and I was sure that with a couple more seconds they would snap.

Luckily, I never had to find out because Deon and Herman came to my rescue.

"Hey dude! We're about to skip out of lunch for pizza. You want to join?" Deon asked.

Sol slowly loosened his grip and stepped back. The blood rushing to my hand was painful enough to cause me to wince. I rubbed my wrists and glared at Sol as I walked by him.

I really needed my next class. With everything that has happened today I could really use the time to numb my mind with dance. Only when I made it into the theater for my independent music study, I was greeted with a horrible surprise.

The room was filled with about thirty people including Gwen and her group and Sol and his.

I made my way to a seat in back and waited for the teacher to explain what the heck was up.

"I bet you are all wondering why I called you here. Well the explanation is simple. We have a very talented student among us."

I started to sink down into my chair. I had a bad feeling that I wouldn't like where this is going.

"I brought you all here, so that you could see what true talent and dedication sounds like."

I was now crawling as fast as I could on the floor, making my way out to the aisle. I knew where this was going now, and I didn't want to stick around.

"If you could please welcome your fellow classmate, Adellyna to the stage!"

He, of course, chose the moment I crawled into the aisle to say my name. I felt every single eye that was on me, but I tried to play it off.

"Found it!" I announced, then proceeded to act like I was putting a contact in.

I stood up and turned towards the stage. I made sure to take extra caution in my steps because with the way today has been going, I'd probably trip and fall flat on my face. I was also hoping that if I went slow enough the bell for next period would ring, and I wouldn’t have to do this.

Sadly, my pace wasn’t slow enough to dodge this bullet, and I finally made it to the piano and took a seat. I was so nervous it felt like my entire body was shaking. It wasn't stage fright cause trust me I've performed in front of crowds before. No, it was more nerves. I haven't played or sang in front of anybody since my mom was alive. I am petrified that I'm going to mess up in front of them and give them more ammo to use against me.

Trying to calm myself down, I inhale a deep breath and close my eyes. I picture myself in the living room playing for my mom. Who is sitting right next to me looking at me with eagerness. She always did love to hear me sing.

Releasing my breath, I open my eyes, determined to ace this song. I start to move my fingers and play Alicia Keys, Girl on Fire.

"........ Everybody stands, as she goes by

Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes

Watch her when she's lighting up the night

Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl

And it's a lonely world

But she gon' let it burn, baby, burn, baby

This girl is on fire

This girl is on fire

She's walking on fire

This girl is on fire"

I finish and just stay frozen with my hands on the piano keys. It’s not until a tear drops onto my had that I realize that I've been silently crying. After wiping my eyes, I stand up and leave the room. I couldn't stay there a second longer. Seeing the awe on every one's face had me close to breaking down. Remembering my mom before playing probably wasn't the best idea. That along with the kids’ faces made it all come rushing back.

That was exactly how my mother looked every time I played and sang for her.

I leaned against the wall with my eyes squeezed tightly closed, trying to fight the tears back. It was a pointless battle that didn’t last long. A moment later a strangled sob escaped.

"Hey, are you okay?" Sol asked.

Startled I nearly jumped out of my skin. "Jesus, you scared the crap out of me."

"You shouldn't say that." At my questioning look he explained further. "You shouldn't say Jesus' name like that. It's offensive and inappropriate."

I narrow my eyes. "What exactly did you want? Or was your plan to just come out here criticize me?"

He tilted his head to the side and c****d an eyebrow, reminding me of his sister. "Actually, I came out to see of you were okay. I noticed you were crying when you left, so I thought I'd come check."

Pigs were flying.

Hell had frozen over.

It was officially the twelfth of never.

My point being that Sol seemed concerned about me. I stood there in stunned silence until Sol cleared his throat.

"Uhm, yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. I am just.. I was just reminded of someone that's all." I stuttered my response. Then remember how rude and mean he was earlier. "Not like you actually give a damn."

"I obviously do if I came out here to check on you. I guess, if you say you're fine then I'll have to take your word for it. I also just wanted to tell you that you have an amazing voice. One of the best I've heard in a very, very long time." He then turned and reentered the classroom.

Yet again leaving me frozen with shock.